Everyone in the hall was momentarily stunned.
Ye Fei had just called Shenyu Palace... a bunch of "soft-shelled shrimps"?
"Heh." Zhou Weisheng sneered, staring intently at Ye Fei, "With your talent, had you joined a sect, you would certainly have been nurtured as a top figure. If that were the case, I really wouldn't dare make a move against you today."
"But you're nothing more than an uncultivated upstart. Do you really think so highly of yourself?"
As Zhou Weisheng spoke, he casually pointed to the spectators:
"Or do you think any of these common folks can stop me?"
"Hahaha, not sure if I can, but let's find out!"
Suddenly, a hearty laugh came from outside the door.
The crowd hurriedly looked over, only to see the door open again, and in walked a man wearing a golden-edged purple robe and with black hair.
"Hahahaha, impressive moves, Shenyu Palace."
